Nicole and Her Businessman, Finale - Sex Stories

Nicole and Her Businessman, Finale

... to be your dear friend. I'm the female equivalent of the eunuchs of old who guarded the Sheik's harem. I try to keep the circling sluts at bay." This time she really laughed. She melted my heart. I felt strangely excited holding her hands. This exotic woman sent out an aura that seemed to penetrate me like the rays of the sun on a warm spring day, teasing my skin and sinking into me bringing a quiet peace. What was this to me? Did I have more than feelings of friendship? Nothing like this feeling every possessed me. My God! I moved my legs slightly and felt a wetness on my vulva. I was sexually excited. The limo pulled to the curb, and we descended to the sidewalk. A well-dressed doorman came swiftly to us and greeted Shakira, "Welcome Ms. Lassat, it is nice to see you again. Is this Ms. Amorino?" "It is. Nikki this is George. He is an institution here. When you need something, you call his box by the door, and he is a magician. He can give you restaurant suggestions, find cabs, and I hear he also picks winners for you at Belmont and Saratoga," she said with a little laugh. "Why, George, you're blushing." "Yes ma'am," he said as he escorted us into the store. Thus began a day I will not forget. Shopping, laughing, meeting new people, lunch at one of the nicest little tea rooms, then an afternoon of sightseeing in Manhattan. When Mason dropped us at the apartment building at 6 PM, I was on an adrenalin high that almost floated me from the car. All my packages were removed from ...

... the seats and trunk to a waiting trolley. Two attendants whisked me and Shakira into a waiting elevator and in no time we were ensconced on a soft sofa, white wine in hand and shoes cast aside, waiting for Wilson to come home. It must have been about an hour later when I hear him come in the door. "Hello shoppers," came Wilson's cheery greeting. We already had several glasses of wine, and I was feeling very good indeed. He had found himself a drink on his way to the living room. We all chatted for a half hour about the fun day. I was effervescent in my praise of Shakira and her skills at spending his money! "All in a good cause, Nikki. I want you to have the best. Tomorrow evening you will get to wear one of your nice gowns. We'll be going to a dinner party at The Plaza for several dozen colleagues and other guests to celebrate the promotion of a young man to a high position in our company. Wilton Spring will be our new chief financial officer and treasurer." Shakira spoke up, "Wilton's such a nice guy most of the time. How can he hold the wild ones in check, fiscally?" "That's what I'll find out, Shakira. We'll see how he does in the chaos of high level, corporate life," said Wilson. "Wilson, Nikki, I have to leave. I'm meeting Sharon for dinner at 9 PM. Mason should be downstairs by now. Nikki, it was a great day for me," said Shakira as she came over to me. I stood, and Shakira gave me a warm embrace. Without warning, she gave me a swift kiss on the mouth and inserted her ...